I’d rather be a cyborg than a goddess.

It is not just that science and technology are possible means of great human satisfaction, as well as a matrix of complex dominations. Cyborg imagery can suggest a way out of the maze of dualisms in which we have explained our bodies and our tools to ourselves.

Feminist objectivity means quite simply situated knowledges

Our machines are disturbingly lively, and we ourselves frighteningly inert.

Consciousness of exclusion through naming is acute. Identities seem contradictory, partial, and strategic.

Irony is about contradictions that do not resolve into larger wholes, even dialectically, about the tension of holding incompatible things together because both or all are necessary and true. Irony is about humour an serious play. It is also a rhetorical strategy and a political method, one I would like to see more honoured within socialist-feminism.

The cyborg would not recognize the garden of Eden; it is not made of mud and cannot dream of returning to dust.